amicus quod prosapia | Destrier, NPC

amicus quod prosapia | Destrier, NPC

Destrier Posts: 180

Outcast atk: 5 | def: 7.5 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Equine :: 16.3hh :: 16 HP: 65.5 | Buff: ENDURE

Suli :: Common Green Dragon :: Fire Breath & Merlin :: Plain Black Dragon :: Frost Breath Dingo

01-21-2013, 08:08 PM

HEROES MAY DIE

As they move away from their original position, near the middle of the wide open field, Destrier had the fleeting thought that they might be safe, that the birds were simply migrating somewhere else and would merely pass over them. But when the sound of flapping wings became louder and louder, the Friesian's thoughts were changed drastically. The sound was sinister, dangerous, and his equine instinct told him to run.

But there was only one way down, the very same, steep incline he'd fought against to get here in the first place. It could prove dangerous to go running down it at full speed, and even if they tried, would they be successful? Would the birds not simply catch up to them anyways?

It was comforting to know that Tor was at his side, taking their steps in unison as they kept their feet moving, eyes ever keen and watchful of the flock. Within seconds, it became obvious that this would turn out to be something much different than either of them had originally intended. No longer was this a peaceful day, for the birds were descending upon them, their ravenous eyes locked on himself and the painted mare. Soon, they were engulfed by the crow-like birds, locked in a tornado of feathers and claws.

Destrier, for as calm and level-headed a creature he was, felt his panic meter rising with every avian that flittered past his face. Instinct told him to lash out at them, to try and make a sort of door to escape from, but the same question formed in his mind again. Where would they go? Black ears tipping backwards, the Friesian managed to keep his feet planted into the ground, and out came his deep, rumbling voice. "What do you want, birds?" He called out over the almost deafening sound of the flock, "We've done you no wrong. Leave us be."

BUT LEGENDS ENDURE